Cafejogian
In Sialkot, of all places. The non-indigenous part of a small (so-called) project team, a boss and two subalterns, lived in a (haunted, I like to believe) house and manned an office in an-other house near the Clock Tower in Cantonment. At some point, there, floated (up) an idea emanating from the quotidian need [...]
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Cafejogian: A Prologue
Posted in cafejogian on November 10, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Beyond Acronomy
Posted in cafejogian on November 9, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
I
Acronymous this country
Borders, world, shifting, adversaries, this night,
Sand, words, letters, sans, blood in the oddest ways black and bleak;
Before the recent advent
Of the cellular,
We here would go to the PCO
If we absolutely had to:
And in the Public Call Office,
Make the call we needed to,
Very uncomfortably, but to communicate
whatever we wanted to.
In the days of [...]
Where was the black?
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Where was the black ?
I walked in to my amazement to a plethora of colours. It was very offputting. Inside, Ghazal told me some were wearing gray, to express their on the fenceness; and others white to represent I can’t remember what – unfortunately, it wasn’t peace, or maybe it was; it still wasn’t black, [...]
